Jasmine's POV
“What?” I scoffed when I looked at Asher.
It was almost an hour since the drama in front of the lack house. I had decided to move on and act like it wasn't a bother, better out, like it never occurred. I would certainly love to figure out what happened between Sebastian and myself, just to be at peace, but just not now.
Asher on the other hand was not having it, after he crowned and I restrained him from punching Sebastian in the face, he wasn't okay since then. But the truth was that the odds were so high, this was Sebastian’s freaking pack, and Asher stood a chance of being thrown off and maltreated.
I didn't try to pacify him, because I didn't want to indulge his emotions, it only screamed Sebastian, and I desperately wanted to forget every damn thing about that moron.
"Babe, what is it?" I asked again when he didn't respond to me after I waited for a while.
“Nothing, I am just tired.” He sighed softly and merely collapsed on the bed.
Nothing? It was certainly
